Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Well, I know." Han Qilu replied, still with a calm and calm attitude.

However, he did not take any further action, still standing in place.

An Chuxia didn't understand, what is he doing?

Didn't he come to pick up Barsari?

And the cute boy next to him saw such a scene and knew deeply that it was time for her to leave, so almost...

"Hey, that, there is a celebration banquet in our class tonight, so I will leave first, otherwise the head teacher should find someone. As for...Boss, don't worry, I will ask for leave for you!" , The person slipped away immediately, the speed... absolutely extraordinary!

Turning his head to stop Meng Xiaonan, but everyone disappeared, An Chuxia was helpless.

Forget it, leave her alone.

"Aren't you going in to find her?" An Chuxia asked Han Qilu, looking at her.

He didn't come to see Barsari, why did he come?

The teacher Laixing asked about the crime, saying that she had played Basali and frightened her into a coma?

"Someone will deal with it." Han Qilu left these words faintly.

An Chuxia Children's Shoes said that he was very confused, confused and unclear.

If he didn't come to see Basari, why did he come?

Satiated?

"Go, go shopping with me." After speaking, Han Qilu took An Chuxia's hand and walked towards the school gate.

An early summer "..."

Who will tell her what kind of wind his eldest master smokes? ? ?

An Chuxia has been dragged by Han Qilu until she reaches the bustling commercial street.

Maybe it's just after the exam. At this time, most of the shopping streets are filled with students like them. There is no shortage of them, just like An Chuxia, who just came out wearing school uniforms.

"You don't have a fever?" After enduring it for a long time, An Chuxia finally courageously asked her doubts.

Okay, why do you catch her for shopping?

Besides, don’t all boys hate shopping?

Han Qilu looked down at An Chuxia coldly, watched An Chuxia tremble, and immediately shut up.

"Choose a few sets for me." Han Qilu pulled An Chuxia into a specialty store.

"Why?" An Chuxia was obviously dissatisfied.

Why do you want me to pick your clothes?

And...do you need such a laborious visit to the specialty store to buy clothes?

Crazy, mad, he is absolutely mad.

"I like it." Han Qilu smiled badly, dropped these three words, and sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs tilted up, picked up the magazine next to him, and looked at it with a leisurely appearance.

"Formal dress, I'll go to the United States to wear it." He continued to throw a few words leisurely.

Go to hell! ! ! !

An Chuxia stood on the spot, how much he wanted to kick it directly, and kick this person away.

You went to the United States to buy clothes, what did you pull her to do, and you pulled her to choose, but in the end you stayed where you are, and your leisurely appearance makes people want to choke him to death.

Harm! !

Seeing An Chuxia had been standing in place, and did not intend to help him choose clothes, Han Qilu put down the magazine, his eyes softened instantly, he looked at An Chuxia, petal-like lips gently said: "I want to wear you The clothes you choose."

An Chuxia was stunned for an instant, raised her head, her glazed eyes with starlight, staring at those gentle eyes; at that moment, An Chuxia felt that countless bright and beautiful flowers around her began to bloom, releasing Beautiful, clear fragrance...

For a moment, she wanted to stop forever.